After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

night.

Yanjing City.

Zhichun East Lane.

While the sisters were fooling around and being silly in the master bedroom.

Wei Yi was slumped on the living room sofa.

He appears to be scrolling through his phone, but he's not actually playing with it.

He glanced at the data in the Tage backend, then exited and opened another interface.

The screen displays the holdings page of the BitTorrent Huaxia Exchange.

Thirty thousand pesetas lay quietly in the account, with an average cost of just over two thousand one hundred dollars.

This investment was made during the military training period.

The nearly 250 million he kept from his sister needed to be spent somewhere.

You can't just lie in the bank and collect that pitiful amount of current account interest forever.

At first, he thought of buying stocks: domestically, he would buy Moutai and BYD, and internationally, he would buy Tesla and Nvidia.

The problem is that Tesla's current stock price is too expensive for him.

Moreover, the procedures for large funds to invest in US stocks are extremely complicated.

He thinks Moutai and BYD are worth investing in, and plans to gradually build up his positions later.

But the first thing they did was to take a penny.

He started following it as soon as the World Cup ended.

In July and August, the price of a pentobar was around 5,000 to 6,000, but it started to plummet in September, dropping all the way to 4,000.

By the time he finally managed to open an exchange account and transfer funds during his military training, the price had already fallen to just over two thousand.

Wei Yi stared at the candlestick chart that was practically lying flat on the ground and almost burst out laughing.

He certainly knew how much this thing would rise in price in the future.

Because he didn't play it in his previous life, he actually didn't know the peak market value of BiTe.

But I vaguely remember that at its peak, it cost hundreds of thousands of dollars per coin.

To be on the safe side, let's say we calculate it at 100,000 per person.

After 30,000, it will be 3 billion.

He placed orders in batches between 2,000 and 2,200, spending a total of less than 70 million.

He plans to distribute the remaining 180 million yuan among Moutai, BYD, Nvidia, and Tesla.

I'll get started once the procedures for opening a US stock account are completed. But that's a matter for later.

These 30,000 pente coins are like 30,000 golden eggs buried in the ground.

Just wait a few years, and you can incubate thirty small goals.

Even if he and his sister's businesses all fail in the future.

With these thirty small goals as a safety net, I'm still feeling great.

Wei Yi stared at the holdings figures on the screen.

The corners of his mouth turned up higher and higher.

Finally, the Dragon King couldn't resist making a crooked face again.

Aunt Zheng was just coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of pork rib soup when she saw his expression.

She froze for a moment.

I thought to myself, "That kid Wei is laughing like he's stolen a chicken while looking at his phone. I wonder what he's looking at."

The pork rib soup was served, and Aunt Zheng called out that dinner was ready.

Wei Yi got up from the sofa and walked to the dining table to sit down.

Three women filed out of the master bedroom.

Then Wei Yi realized something was wrong.

The three of them had increasingly strange expressions.

Chen Xinyi wore a confident smile, her peach blossom eyes sparkling.

Lin Siyan lowered her head, her ears still flushed.

Kim Se-rin was the most exaggerated; her entire face turned as red as if she had just come out of a sauna.

And they absolutely refused to look in his direction.

Wei Yi looked around and asked, "What were you three talking about in the room? Why are your faces so red?"

Chen Xinyi smiled without saying a word.

Lin Siyan lowered her head and drank her soup.

Kim Se-rin retorted directly, "None of your business!"

Her tone was fierce, but coupled with her flushed face, it had no intimidating power whatsoever.

Wei Yi was taken aback.

Kim Se-rin would never have spoken to him like that before.

This Korean woman has always been a generous and cheerful person. She gets straight to the point and rarely gets emotional.

What he didn't know was.

Jin Shilin's mind was in turmoil.

Chen Xinyi's words, "You'll be sleeping with my brother tonight," were still playing in her head in the master bedroom. She felt uncomfortable just sitting next to Wei Yi.

Unfortunately, the culprit was right there beside her, smiling as he watched.

After criticizing Wei Yi, Jin Shilin immediately lowered her head, picked up a piece of rib, and pretended to be very busy.

But she chewed that piece of pork rib for a long time without finishing it.

Chen Xinyi's smile grew even sweeter as she looked at Jin Shilin.

She placed a piece of pork rib into Jin Shilin's bowl, her tone so gentle it could melt honey:

"Sister Se-rin, are you really not going to reconsider? I really don't mind."

Jin Shilin almost choked on the ribs and had to drink half a bowl of soup to recover.

"Consider it my foot!"

She slammed her chopsticks on the table, made a face at Chen Xinyi with an expression that was both fierce and cute, and said, "How could you do something like that!"

"Yes, yes, that's fine." Chen Xinyi rested her chin on her hand, her peach blossom eyes curving into crescents. "As long as I can, you can, and you don't tell anyone, then why can't we?"

"This is ridiculous! I don't want to!"

Jin Shilin's voice rose half a tone, then, realizing Aunt Zheng was still in the kitchen, she lowered it again, her face flushed red, "Xinyi, be serious! Don't talk nonsense while we're eating!"

Chen Xinyi stuffed a piece of pork rib into her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and mumbled "Okay."

But her eyes were still smiling.

Lin Siyan drank her soup in silence the whole time, her expression resentful as if the ribs in her bowl owed her money.

Wei Yi secretly glanced at her, and their eyes met.

Lin Siyan immediately looked away, but Wei Yi clearly read a sentence in her eyes: It's all your fault.

Wei Yi obediently lowered his head and ate his rice, pretending he hadn't seen anything.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, Wei Yi decided to change the subject.

He cleared his throat: "Sis, Heytea's three stores are opening simultaneously next week. Have you all discussed the advertising arrangements?"

Chen Xinyi put down her chopsticks: "The promotional plan has been finalized. For the online portion, we've found several KOLs in Beijing to help with promotion. For the offline portion, all three stores will have an opening event on the same day, with discounts for spending over a certain amount and a buy-one-get-one-free offer. Sister Shilin will be in charge of coordinating the manpower."

Wei Yi said it wasn't enough; Heytea is positioned as a high-end brand and can't rely solely on discounts to attract customers.

He elaborated on the idea he had mentioned last time.

They appointed Jin Shilin and Lin Siyan as brand ambassadors, creating a series of short videos and articles to promote a lifestyle image.

Jin Shilin has a sunny and sporty image, while Lin Siyan has a cool and intellectual temperament. One is responsible for warm colors and the other for cool colors. The two lines go hand in hand, which perfectly covers Heytea's brand tone of "a good cup of tea, a lifestyle".

"We can start filming now."

Wei Yi took a bite of pork rib. "Don't wait until the opening. Before opening, spread the content on Weibo and Renren to make users look forward to it. Post short videos on Meipai and Miaopai, and post pictures and text on Weibo and Xiaohongshu. The titles should be something like 'The Daily Life of Heytea Girls' to build up some followers first."

When work was mentioned, the blush on Jin Shilin's face finally subsided a little.

She thought for a moment: "What kind of content should we film? We can't just hold up a milk tea and smile at the camera, can we?"

Wei Yi said he doesn't just want to film milk tea, but a lifestyle.

Kim Se-rin could film herself drinking Heytea after a workout, accompanied by captions like "Reward yourself with a good cup of tea after a workout."

Lin Siyan was photographed reading in the library with a cup of Heytea next to her, exuding an intellectual vibe.

In short, we want users to feel that drinking Heytea is not just about drinking milk tea, but about enjoying a lifestyle.

Chen Xinyi's eyes lit up after hearing this: "It's a shame my brother isn't good at marketing."

Lin Siyan rarely spoke, but her tone was indifferent: "He's already done enough."

It sounded like a joke, but Wei Yi felt there was a barb in it.

He gave a forced laugh but didn't reply.

Jin Shilin came to his rescue: "The capable should do more. Anyway, he's full of energy, so it's only right that he does more work."

When she said the words "full of energy," the blush that had just faded from her face returned.

Chen Xinyi burst out laughing from the side.

Jin Shilin rolled her eyes at her and lowered her head to continue gnawing on the ribs.

After finishing her meal, Aunt Zheng cleared the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.

The three women returned to the master bedroom, presumably to continue their conversation.

Wei Yi lay back down on the living room sofa. He had just opened WeChat to check if there were any new messages in the Tage work group when a red "1" appeared in his contacts.

He clicked on it.

It's a new friend request.

The profile picture is of a beautiful woman with a plain-colored headband and a high ponytail.

WeChat name: Jiang Wan.

The verification message read: "Hi Wei Yi, this is Jiang Wan. I'd like to discuss some things with you about class. Would it be convenient for us to add each other as friends?"

Wei Yi stared at the verification message for a few seconds.

He didn't have any particular impression of Jiang Wanzhen. It's true that she's beautiful and academically excellent, but the two of them had almost no interaction in their previous life.

However, since he is the class monitor, it's normal for him to communicate about some things in the class.

He clicked "accept".

Friend added successfully.

The other side did not send a message immediately.

Wei Yi placed his phone on the coffee table, preparing to continue researching the cryptocurrency market.

Chen Xinyi's voice came from the master bedroom: "Wei Yi! Come in for a moment!"

Jin Shilin's voice followed immediately, her tone panicked: "Don't let him in! I'm not dressed yet!"

Then came Chen Xinyi's giggles: "Sister Shilin, your butt is so perky!"

A few seconds later, Lin Siyan's voice came through calmly: "Just ignore them. Just don't come in, it's fine."

In the living room.

Wei Yi was still holding his phone, but his thoughts were drawn away by Chen Xinyi's earlier comment, "It's so perky."

Because he remembers.

Sister Jin is definitely the most perky.